Late Night Short Stories.

Get Away With Murder

When you love someone you will do anything thing for them.
Right?
You'll do anything to keep them safe and happy.
Right?
You'll even make sure that no one is hurting them or trying to take them away from you... You'll even accept what they do... What they have know control over... Like murder...

I accepted that my boyfriend murders people. Why? It's because I know he doesn't have control over the sensation of killing. It's like a mental disorder he has.
He doesn't kill all the time but recently
he's been going out a lot and sometimes he doesn't come back until the next day or two. It scares me because I don't know where he is. Millions of thoughts run through my brain like 'Is he dead, alive or hurt'
He always comes back to the house with his face, arms, clothes covered in blood.
But now he never came back for over a week. This made me think about him and how I should help... I now know. I now know exactly how to help him.
I will take his pain away... I will do anything for my love... Anything...

I finally finished the letter I've been writing and set it under my laptop with a little bit poking at the side. I got up from the kitchen counter chair and slowly walked to the drawer that had all the kitchen supplies: Forks, spoons, butter knifes and sharp knifes.
My hand reached out to pick up one of the sharp knifes but I stopped and hesitated and thought... Is this really the right thing to do. I smiled and chuckled under my breath and said "Of course it is I need to set my love free from all his pain. He hates killing he wants to stop... I will help him stop... Forever."
I picked up the sharp knife and put it in my back pocket. Today's the day he'll be coming I can feel it. He's coming very soon... Very soon.
I was walking up and down the living room thinking about the plan. I heard the the front door open and close and I heard heavy footsteps walking towards the room I was in.

It's time...

I looked at his whole body he had more blood on him than usual and this time he came back with a long sharp pointed knife cover in blood I don't know if it was fresh or old.
He doesn't normally bring his weapons home.
I walked towards him slowly. That's when I realised that he was mumbling something. I think he was saying, " I'm sorry." repeatedly none stop. He was on the floor kneeling with his knife next to him.
I crouched down and lifted his head so I could see his beautiful face.
I looked at his bright eyes they where turning lifeless and dry. He use to have soft warm lips. Now they're dry,cracked, pail and cold.
He had tears running down his cheeks which were blood stained. I brought him into a hug his head on my chest. He stopped mumbling and his sobs were muffled. I could feel him calming down and he finally said "I'm sorry baby, will you love me forever and no matter what I do." he said as some tears run down his face.
A tear rolls down my face as I take the knife from my back pocket and I say, "Forever and ever."
"And ever and ever." He mumbles the familiar phrase.
"Please forgive me..." We both whisper.
I quickly stabbed him in the back to try and make this painless as possible. I heard something drop behind me. I felt him go limp in my arms and I heard him say " I-I for-give you..." I slowly placed him on the ground and pulled the knife out. A lot of his blood was spilling out. After I look behind me to see what dropped.
His knife was behind me before it was beside us. He was going to stab me before I stabbed him.
"I forgive you my love." I said.
I looked down at him he was lifeless and cold. Is it weird to think he looks more beautiful like this...
I got up and went to our bedroom and went back out again. I got out my phone and dialled 911.
I heard a man saying the phrase.
"911 what's your emergency."

I looked down at the gun I had... I put it to my head and I mumbled something before I pulled the trigger. I instantly lost consciousness. I never thought that I would die this way.